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Friday, January 19, 2007


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Okays, came back from Camp which lasted for 3days 2nite, was quite a very nice camp and our instructor was damn nice. I said what i mean. (: Although some activities were not archived but it was quite a memorable wan. After our camp, we went to Amk Centre Playground to slack with friens. My 2 instructor came later and Sen cai teached the 2 instructor to dance, lol! I mean, doesn't instructors teach people only? Maybe i'm wrong, but sen cai's dancing skills did IMPROVED. I must admit. Maybe one day, he would be an instructor too. LOL. Who knows? =x
After that another instructor came and we started to talk about ghostly things. YIKES! It did make me had goosebumps. But it's quite unbelievable although it sounded VERY true. It sure does. I was like ' If next time i'm gonnna listen to ghost stories, i'd better think twice' =p
Get a free ride home from one of my instructor, he was damn nice luh, i must admit. He send each and every one of us back individually. I do admit that the parting part was a sure damn bad feeling deep down in your heart. Who knows when we all could meet again and start with those jokes. Hahs.
Ciaos!



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